Whenever the deity contrives misfortunes for a man, he first harms their understanding.
The joy that comes past hope and beyond expectation is like no other pleasure in extent.
There are times when even justice brings harm with it.
The tyrant is a child of Pride Who drinks from his sickening cup Recklessness and vanity, Until from his high crest headlong He plummets to the dust of hope.
It becomes one, while exempt from woes, to look to the dangers.
To throw awayan honest friend is, as it were, to throw your life away.